It often comes in the dead of the night

Against it we constantly struggle and fight

It tries to find us when we think we are most alone

Having this deafening silence, without a tone

It's the heart wrenching pain of the past

It comes ripping and tearing at us fast

It tries so hard to be there long and last

It's the pain we try everyday to conceal

And everytime with it we deal

We know it's there and so very real

For now we have only to endure

Only in Jehovah can we be sure

Rely constantly on the strength he provides

Always doing out best, especially when the pain subsides